#hillzstart

[elxctrics]

open starter for : everyone !!

location : a nightclub in downtown, la

it was safe to say felicity was on the biggest downward spiral of a bender with no way to pump the breaks. it was when she was alone with her thoughts that things got worse, so she surrounded herself with shallow, surface level friends in seedy places where she could get lost in the crowd and forget who she was, even just for a night. she felt a pair of strong hands against her waist as she felt someone dancing up against her, allowing whoever it was to take control of the situation as she felt whatever it was she had taken moments before course through her veins. she's only snapped out of it when someone grabbed her and yanked her away from the man, pout forming on her lips as she looked over at them. "seriously? buzzkill much? i was just dancing, you're acting like i was sucking him off in front of everyone."

[openwxunds]

availability : open to anyone location : outside a party

aurelia was the kind of person who went into parties with the intention of getting in some sort of scandal. there was an adrenaline rush from getting into the headlines for all the wrong reasons. also, it meant getting a call from mom and dad which was always a plus. but once the adrenaline rush ended, she was left with the same emptiness. outside of this party, she was feeling that ache that she could never seem to get rid of. but she couldn't let anyone know that's how she was feeling so instead she lashed out. "take a picture, it'll last longer," she said to the person staring at her.

[chcrrybcmbs]

𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 : everyone ( open ) , coffee shop in beverly hills .

airpods  tucked  perfectly  to  block  out  any  noise  surrounding  him  ,  focused  soley  on  j  .  cole's  cadence  and  whatever  instagram  model  that  appeared  on  his  phone  screen  for  long  enough  to  be  awarded  a  double  tap  .  sat  outside  a  local  coffee  shop  ,  his  usual  routine  on  game  days  .  when  he  feels  a  tap  on  his  shoulder  ,  the  quietest  groan  rolls  off  his  lips  .  "  what's  up  ?  "  husky  -  jersey  accent  filling  the  air  before  he  so  much  as  even  looks  up  to  see  whose  disturbing  his  peace  .    

[hvneybxns]

open starter at mackenzies house | pop off.

"of course i still love him, he's my husband, doesn't mean i can't be mad he spends most of his days in Europe doing god knows what." and honestly she suspected who knows what too, but it wasn't like mackenzie had let her bed go cold lately so who was she to judge if they were getting their kicks whilst they were apart. "but i'm a kennedy, we maintain image and control. at least i do, i'll be fine. no need to worry about me flying off the rails, we're all ok over here."

[flirticst]

open for everyone .

after parties weren't typically the blonde's scene , but with a head full of heavy thoughts weighing on her , juliette currently much preferred the hustle of someone else's home where she could drink and dance into early hours of the morn , than the quietness of her own . " here " she offered , petite hand forcing the shot glass into the hands of the other that stood beside her , failing to glance in their direction to find out who her company even was as delicate features distort sourly as the substance is thrown down the back of her throat .

[brutclhonesty]

"go ahead, make fun of the disney kid. but tell me the last time you had actual fun on a job- because those movies were a blast," avett retorted with a good natured laugh, already knowing that making the move from disney to network television was going to be culture shock for her. she was resilient though, and she was excited at the prospect of doing more serious projects, so avett would take all the comments in stride. "i won't miss the insanely long dance rehearsals though," --- open to anyone

[greatestlost]

a tabloid in one hand and an iced coffee with soy milk, extra foam, and sugar-free sugar substitue in the other lead leah's mind to be elsewhere. she heard the familiar voice calling out her name, and even acknowledged them with a small wave. when they approached closer, she stared blankly for a moment before snapping out of it. "i'm sorry," she said, switching the tabloid to underneath her armpit as she rubbed her forehead. "remind me what you literally just said."

[brckenoncs]

“Please tell me we don’t intend to sit inside all night, right?” He regarded from his spot as he watched his companion get ready to go. “It’s a Friday night and I don’t want to waste it fucking around in here — seems like a waste.” Not usually one to complain so much but this seemed like the perfect timing for it. 

[lcveaffairs]

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 !

𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘 , 𝐒𝐎 . . . 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 hiding at a networking party for hollywood's most well-known that could seriously boost her career is a bad move . and yet , nasrin can't bring herself to care , because within the first twenty minutes of the party she's already picked up on the vibe . tightly pressed smiles , forced compliments , and the same five questions being cycled again and again . it exhausts her , and at this point of her life , nasrin doesn't have the time nor the energy to spend anywhere she's not comfortable . so , with a drink in her hand , she sneaks off to the basement of the party's house , a light buzz kicking in from the couple drinks she's downed earlier . she's expecting a quiet corner to hide away in , but lets out a gasp in shock when she realizes someone's already beat her to it . " oh - umm ... my bad , i didn't know you were here , i'll just - " she's about to leave before something stops her , turning on her heels once more to face them . " actually . . . can i take a seat ? something's telling me you'd make better company than any of those people upstairs. "

[illicitaffaxr]

` 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎. . . . . anyone.

the neon lights pulsed to the beat of the music , painting the la nightclub in a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors . odessa was in her element , her laughter mingling with the energetic ambiance of the crowd . her dark eyes sparkled with mischief and charm as she swayed to the rhythm of the music , her lithe figure captivating everyone around her . as she made her way through the lively dance floor , a chance encounter brought her face to face with a familiar stranger . her hazed over hues locked on them , the electricity between them palpable . time seemed to slow as they both sensed an undeniable chemistry that hung in the air like a magnet drawing them together , or was the alcohol in her system causing her to move in slow motion ? to be frank , she didn't know or care . in that moment , odessa's playful demeanor was infused with a touch of daring curiosity . she leaned in , her voice a calling out above the music , “ come on ! come & dance with me ? ”

[izzykits]

If bad days existed, hell, Izzy was having the worst one yet. Her ex had messaged her out of nowhere, asking her to meet up. The thought of even seeing that person again gave her the fear. If she were to muster up the courage to meet with them, she had to be shit faced to do it. Isabella wasn't one to get drunk, either. If anything, she only ever drank one or two drinks. Yet, if she were to do this, she had to be at least five drinks down minimum. Izzy pressed her face against the bathroom mirror in the bar, peering at her face. "You're a fucking actress, a fucking banging photographer. You can meet up with an ex who fucked you over." Izzy took a step backwards, pointing to herself in the mirror. "You can do it, bitch." Although all this information was true, if her publicist had seen her now, if anyone had seen her, she would be screwed. After all, she had her image to protect and her ex was fucking her up yet again. Izzy sighed, leaning against the wall now in the bathroom. Why was she even doing this? He fucked her best friend years ago and now he wants to meet up? Probably because she actually benefited herself in that time. "Most likely wants something." She muttered, disappointed with what would most likely be the reality of the situation. The brown haired woman lifted herself off of the wall, leaving the bathroom and went straight towards the bar again.

Izzy slumped herself against the bar, pointing to the barman who was before her. "Can I get a martini?" She asked, trying to class herself up in some way or another. The girl looked around the bar, just in case he was there and hadn't told her. She could spot his face anywhere, she had it marked up in her closet as a dartboard. Izzy chuckled at the idea of throwing darts at his face before she felt a buzz from her phone. The woman let out a laugh, a dark yet gleeful laugh, "He's fucking cancelled." Rolling her eyes, Izzy tapped the bar again, "Make that two martini's, please." She then looked over to the person who was sitting beside her, putting her hand on their shoulder. "I am so sorry, I've been so rude." She paused, looking back at the bar again, "You want anything?"

[elxctrics]

open for : anyone!!

location : johnny's birthday at a luxe nightclub in los angeles

liquor was flowing, music was blaring and johnny was dressed in his very best suit - the club being absolutely packed out for his birthday celebrations. "yeah, it's my birthday. the big two-nine." johnny said with a smile and a nod, as if the a million signs and lights saying 'happy birthday johnny' wasn't a dead giveaway. "which means next year....i'll be thirty." he said, smug expression melting from his face as a look of horror took over his features. "thirty...." he repeated, slumping down in his seat as he took another swig from the bottle in his hand, nose scrunching in disgust as he let out a scoff. "i think i'm gonna be sick."

[openwxunds]

availability : open to anyone location : a local coffee shop

daisy wasn't used to being recognized in public. she wasn't the biggest name yet and most of her fans had abandoned her when she was shunned by the christian contemporary music scene. but some of them must've stuck by her side because they had just asked her for a picture. "sure! i'd love to take a picture!" she says with a smile, grateful. as soon as the picture is taken and the fan leaves, daisy takes a deep breath. "you must get that kind of thing all of the time," she says to someone she recognizes.

[chcrrybcmbs]

delivery for : your muse . ( open ) location : outside a recording studio in west hollywood .

taking  a  break  ,  the  australian  foodie  made  her  way  over  to  a  nearby  takeout  spot  .  promise  to  bring  food  back  for  everyone  .  bag  full  of  some  of  her  favorite  foods  ,  the  flashes  could  be  noticed  by  her  from  the  moment  she  stepped  foot  outside  .  a  never  ending  show  of  her  day  to  day  ,  forces  her  to  revert  into  her  thoughts  just  to  try  and  tune  out  the  clicking  sound  .  head  down  once  she's  crossed  the  street  ,  attempted  beeline  for  the  studio  doors  land  her  bumping  into  someone  else  .  harsh  groan  falling  from  her  lips  ,  grip  on  the  bag  tightening  to  ensure  she  doesn't  drop  it  all  over  the  sidewalk  .  "  oh  my  god  ,  i'm  sorry  ,  "  she  lets  out  with  a  soft  giggle  ,  offering  a  smile  before  her  eyes  can  so  much  as  land  on  who  she'd  bumped  into  .  " i  was  trying  to  um  -  "  cutting  her  own  words  off  as  she  glances  over  toward  where  the  paprazzi  were  poorly  hidden  ,  "  hide  ,  "  she  laughs  ,  almost  at  herself  .         

[hvneybxns]

open starter to all | a kennedy in a grocery shop

phone in one hand, ever beeping and fruit picking in the other it was obvious mackenzie was busy. but the mother wanted to make sure she knew just what her boys were eating and as she filed through cases in between filming it was nice to feel normal. at least for a second, till she felt the eyes lingering on her and the inner kennedy she usually did such a good job of concealing reared its head. "if you're about to acost me for a signature or worst advice whilst i'm picking oranges and working i might have to make you regret it."

[thebookoflcve]

“I don’t see what you’re talking about,” Si-eun groaned into the phone. Even on her best and brightest days, it still seemed like the light were off upstairs. What to do about a directionally challenged diva in the streets of downtown Los Angeles. Standing in the middle of the sidewalk, she watched the cars zip by waiting for some sign on how she would get to to The Orpheum Theatre.